# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Perhaps today then, much tried saint | | | | | | | |
d102 | Precious memories, unseen angels sent from | | | | | | | |
d103 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d104 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d105 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d106 | Since I've left the valley | | | | | | | |
d107 | Sleep, thou little one, sleep | | | | | | | |
d108 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d109 | Somebody knows when your heart is sad | | | | | | | |
d110 | Soon I'm going to heaven | | | | | | | |
d111 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d112 | Swing out on the promises | | | | | | | |
d113 | The dead in Christ are only sleeping | | | | | | | |
d114 | The invitation is offered to you | | | | | | | |
d115 | The Lord now calls for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d116 | The Lord's blessed smile makes life well worth | | | | | | | |
d117 | The world is lost in darkness and it cannot see | | | | | | | |
d118 | There are many souls wandering in darkness | | | | | | | |
d119 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d120 | There will dawn a golden morning | | | | | | | |
d121 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d122 | There's a wonderful city, the home of the blest | | | | | | | |
d123 | Though the billows tossed around me | | | | | | | |
d124 | Though this old world is filling with skeptics | | | | | | | |
d125 | Through lawlessness of sin and strife | | | | | | | |
d126 | Tomorrow's sun may never dawn on the same | | | | | | | |
d127 | Traveling down life's pilgrim way | | | | | | | |
d128 | Twilight is falling [stealing] over the sea | | | | | | | |
d129 | Up in the rugged mountainous districts | | | | | | | |
d130 | We are often bowed with a load of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d131 | We are swinging on the promises of Christ | | | | | | | |
d132 | We have been redeemed from sin | | | | | | | |
d133 | We have trials, tribulations, sorrow | | | | | | | |
d134 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d135 | We shall sing of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d136 | We'll keep singing a song while traveling on | | | | | | | |
d137 | What a day is coming | | | | | | | |
d138 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d139 | When my work on earth is ended | | | | | | | |
d140 | When sunset plays its fading rays | | | | | | | |
d141 | When the Savior calls for his own | | | | | | | |
d142 | When the world was wrapped in snow | | | | | | | |
d143 | When twilight falls and childhood calls me | | | | | | | |
d144 | When we all get home to glory | | | | | | | |
d145 | When with the Savior we enter the glory land | | | | | | | |
d146 | When you in the trial, Did the best you could | | | | | | | |
d147 | When your life is dreary and you feel despair | | | | | | | |
d148 | When your life's work here is ended | | | | | | | |
d149 | While infidels the world entice | | | | | | | |
d150 | While on the waves of doubt you're straying | | | | | | | |
d151 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d152 | With darkness all around me | | | | | | | |
d153 | With trusting heart I seek thee, Lord | | | | | | | |
d154 | Wonderful things of folks are said | | | | | | | |